DEAR ABBY: My husband and I walk around a local lake three times a week. We met another couple there who seemed pleasant until the husband tried to give me his doctor’s name so I could “Get that ‘thing’ removed.” (“That thing” being the beauty mark next to my smile.) I told him I wasn’t interested.
The next time we met, he brought it up again. The third time he raised the subject, he told me most people would get mad at him for his advice, but “You’re tough, you can take it.” The last three times we’ve run into them, he has questioned my body language. “What’s going on with your hands?” “Why are you doing that with your fingers?” “Look at you! You look like you’re ready to strangle me.” Or he’ll comment on my clothing: “What are those, socks?”
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